User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-2246928-20140806145124/@comment-2246928-20140816002755

Cold, wet blood splatters the marten's face, swiftly followed by the massive reptile's whole body as he lands heavily upon the two blades, which sink straight through his soft underbelly and into his vital organs. His tongue slithers out of his open jaw as it thrashes, as if desperate to taste the air one last time as its owner's savage eyes film over. The monitor's laborous breaths slowly faded away, as if carried off by the breeze. "Fate...haz...decreed...otherwizzze...."